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In Nestington, where Christmas arrives on warm breezes and sun-kissed skies, the village is alive with summer celebration. Cicadas hum from the peppermint trees, the river glitters like liquid silver, and strings of fairy lights sway gently from cottage verandahs. No snowflakes fall here — instead, the air smells of eucalyptus, sweet strawberries, and fresh linen drying in the sunshine.
On the morning of the Wonderland Christmas festival, Willow the chocolate Labrador trots happily along the cobblestones with a garland of wattle around her neck, while Luna the black cat stretches lazily beneath the hydrangea bushes blooming in shades of pink and lilac. High above, Mr Crow perches on the postbox in the village square, keeping watch with knowing eyes, his feathers shining like polished coal.
Inside the sewing room at Nurture the Nest, the Wonderland Christmas dress waits patiently on its wooden hanger. Its fabric is adorned with gentle woodland creatures — deer curled beneath decorated trees, rabbits surrounded by wreaths and berries — all printed on a soft summery canvas of pale blush and misty cream. Though the scenes speak of Christmas, they whisper of it in an Australian way — no snow, only soft sunshine, grassy hills, and cool shade beneath tall gum trees.
Flutter sleeves edged with dainty white lace sit like unfolding petals on the shoulders. The skirt, full and gathered, sways lightly as if ready to dance through the village square. A crisp layer of white broderie anglaise peeks from beneath, like the hem of a dream.
As the lanterns are lit for the twilight market and the scent of warm pavlova drifts through the air, the dress is carried home to a little nester whose heart is full of wonder. Luna brushes softly against her ankle, Willow wags her tail, and Mr Crow gives a quiet nod of approval from his perch.
And so the summer Christmas magic begins — no snow, no frost, only sunshine, song, hydrangeas, and love — with the Wonderland Christmas dress twirling at the heart of it all.
